Emily Burrell – Arts and Culture Sub Editor She took my shaking hand and placed it on my heart. She said… You may feel the cracks but the beat is steady It is a reminder that we are alive It is a pretentious and ironic metaphor But a metaphor non the less It speeds up,Continue reading “She Took My Hand – A Poem”
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‘Golden’ – A poem by Charlotte Oxley
Charlotte Oxley As we danced, My locks blowing into your mouth I thought You are perfect. Perfection. Touched by the Gods. As we danced The music in your head stopped You thought No. As we stopped Confusing reality blowing back into my wide-eyed self I knew. As you let me go, You didn’t know. ThatContinue reading “‘Golden’ – A poem by Charlotte Oxley”
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